All Chapters of Mistaken Identity: Dream and Love Consumed by Fire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

...I staggered out of the house, my mind clouded with shock and grief.After an internal struggle, I called my best friend and terminated my pregnancy in the hospital.Valerie Clark fumed, gritting her teeth. "That blind, heartless fool! Seven years ago, you threw yourself into that inferno to save his sorry life, burning your arm so badly you gave up your dream of being a pianist. You sacrificed your future, and for what? So, he could fawn over Harriet, treating her like his savior?"Her voice grew sharper, slicing through my haze. "And he tricked you into getting pregnant, making you believe it was love, when all he wanted was a child to claim his inheritance and marry her. Ugh, it infuriates me! He'd better never learn the truth, or regret will consume him!"She paused, her tone softening with pity. "I've taken care of your discharge and booked your flight out of this nightmare. The Pattons are powerful, and Damian is no slouch. Are you sure you don't want me by your side for

"We need to end this," I muttered. "The child is gone already. You love someone else, so let's get a divorce and move on."Damian barely registered my words, hurrying Harriet toward the emergency wing."We'll talk later," he said over his shoulder. "My secretary will drive you home."A wave of despair crashed over me. I let out a bitter laugh, my hand drifting to my abdomen, where my child had once been."Your dad's heart belongs to another," I murmured to the void. "Good thing you never knew. I'll bear this pain alone."He didn't acknowledge the loss of our child or my request for divorce. Harriet had consumed his every thought.Taking a deep breath, I stepped out of the hospital.The secretary's car waited curbside. He opened the door with a polite nod. "Madam, Mr. Patton sent me to take you home. Please, get in."I slid into the backseat, my eyes catching on a delicate box of pastries."You've craved these since the pregnancy started, so Mr. Patton made a special trip this

...Damian shot to his feet, nearly toppling Harriet from his shoulder.He strode over and seized the ring, his eyes locking onto it with a jolt of recognition.It was the token he'd given his savior amidst the fire's chaos. He had asked Harriet about it once. She had stammered, claiming it was lost.He hadn't pressed. Instead, he had consoled her with a lavish necklace. Now, the ring lay pristine in his palm, its weight a silent accusation.Snapping alert, he dialed my number repeatedly, but none went through.His knuckles whitened as he gripped the phone. Turning to his secretary, he barked, "Mobilize everyone! Find Serena!"He stormed out, ignoring Harriet's attempt to grab his coat. Her pout met his glacial stare, colder than ever."Assign guards," he ordered sharply. "She doesn't move a step without my permission."Yanking his coat free, he left her behind.In the car, the secretary tracked my location as they sped toward the airport. "Sir, her flight to Oathinend depa

My eyes stung, my voice hoarse with emotion. "Thank you, Valerie. I don't know how I'll ever repay you."She arched an eyebrow. "Just live your best."I smiled, letting the moment settle. "I will."...The next morning, we dove into work.Valerie's vision stretched far beyond the horizon. A long time ago, she had acquired a local company.It was beginning to show some promise, though it still hadn't made a significant mark.My role was to elevate it.Long absent from the workplace, I struggled to adjust to the fast pace.Valerie laid out a work plan and patiently guided me.During the day, I helped her with documents, and in the evening, I joined her for business meetings.My time spent accompanying Damian to various events paid off. I handled the corporate world with ease.I tackled tasks with precision and soon tripled my output.My colleagues were impressed. "You're a powerhouse!"As dusk fell, the office emptied.Valerie lingered at her desk, teasing me, "You're a ma

Damian reached into his pocket, pulled out a box, and handed it to me."I stayed up designing this necklace for you," he said. "The gem is one of a kind, like you. Please, give me another chance."I tapped my fingers on the table, my eyes sliding past the jewel. "Don't you think it's a bit too late? That a shiny gift could erase all these years of pain?"Desperation crept into his voice. "That's not what I meant. I'm sorry that I hurt you."The screen of my phone lit up. I glanced at it and saw multiple messages from Valerie, asking about my whereabouts.I pushed the necklace back and stood up. "If you're really sorry, stay out of my life. Let go and set me free."I walked out, and he didn't follow....Back at the office, Valerie sulked, "You vanished without a word. Do you have any idea how worried I was?"I apologized, promising it wouldn't happen again.That evening, a letter arrived. There was a Centurion card and a note from Damian.His handwriting was heavy with regre